The Logic Box of Doom

Of all my students, the ones that found the most success in the crimson arts were rarely the best looking. Most had some prior development in sweetest of genetic gifts: Creativity. There’s a reason they call us Pickup Artist and not Pickup mechanics. But that’s the main point of most men’s failure: they work in this area like they’re fixing a truck instead of creating a Picasso.

When you’re making art, don’t ask yourself if the brush strokes are in the right order, or if you’re using the proper lens, or if you should run sprints or jog long distance. It will all work itself out in the end. Just put yourself in the shit and let your creativity and ingenuity sort out the details.

Smooth talking isn’t a skill you learn in a book (unless you read poetic fiction). It’s something you learn by talking to women. Let them be your canvas and quit worrying about what’s right and proper. The only answer is in yourself.

Move to a strange city for one year and start from scratch. A social artist you will become. Instead of looking for a blueprint, start with a ball of clay and form it. Eventually you’ll see shapes, objects and creatues in there. If you don’t like what you’ve created, squash and start again. No big deal.

Life is Chaos. Trust that if you take action, things will sort themselves out.